~~~~~~~ She Plays Hardball~~~~~~~

"I hate you."

"I know."

"No, I mean I really, really hate you."

"I know."

"Have I mentioned that sometimes I have dreams where something really big and ugly and very asymmetrical burns you to a crisp and eats you?"

"No."

"Well I do."

"That's nice."

Adelaide screamed in frustration. "GET OFF OF ME YOU O.C.D. FREAK!"

"Say please."

"If you don't get off of me I'm going to paint your stripes pink when you go to sleep tonight."

Kid froze and started weighing his options. On one hand, he had finally incapacitated Adelaide and this was a perfect chance to gloat. On the other hand… PINK! "Close enough," he mumbled as he got up and let her arm go free. "But I won."

"I was eating, you jerk," She told him as she jumped up to her feet and took the black haired boy in a playful headlock. "You should no better than to bother me while I'm eating."

"You're such a glutton," Kid said in a small voice, hoping she wouldn't hear him.

"What did you call me?!"

Liz leaned over to her sister Patti. "Should we do something? At this rate, Adelaide is going to kill Kid… again."

"Don't," Soul said, smirking. "This is the most entertaining thing to happen all day."

"It's not even noon yet, Soul," Maka told him.

"What's your point?"

"Hey," Ox asked stopping by their lunch table. "What's the deal with those two? They're always fighting, and that girl always seems to be winning."

Maka nodded and began explaining. "That girl's name is Adelaide Greenthumb. She started here two days ago, but her mother used to be the Death Scythe before my father, so she grew up with Kid-kun and Shinigami-sama. Her mother was killed protecting her and Kid and since then she and Kid haven't really gotten along. She blames Kid for some reason and he just retaliates. They still consider each other their best friends, but hate each other at the same time. It's a weird relationship."

"Who's her weapon?"

The whole table sighed (except for Adelaide and Kid who were still fighting). "Him," They all chorused as they pointed towards the table that Black Star and a blonde haired boy were using as their stages as they told the story of a completely made-up battle.

"It was ten feet tall!" Black Star said.

"No, fifty!" The blonde added.

"Now that I think about it, it was actually one hundred feet tall!"

"Is your depth perception off? It was easily five hundred feet, Star."

Ox raised an eyebrow and looked back at the group. "Him?"

Soul nodded. "Maison Kyte. Heir to the prestigious Kyte weapons family. I knew him back when we were kids. Thankfully, he wasn't so… excitable… when we were kids."

"What is he?"

Everyone shrugged simultaneously. "Not sure," Liz told him. "He hasn't transformed since they got here. Someone asked Adelaide what he was and she just got a really evil smirk on her lips and said 'Would you like a demonstration?' Poor kid and his weapon had to be carried to the nurse's office and they both go into the fetal position if someone even mentions her name. No one's been brave enough to ask her since."

"Why don't you ask Kid? He should know, right?"

Patti suddenly jumped to her feet and threw her arms up. "I win!"

Everyone ignored her and turned to Kid who was currently trying to keep Adelaide from busting down the door of the closet he'd locked her in.

"Hey, Kid," Soul called over. "What kind of weapon is Maison?"

He looked over at them as if he'd forgotten they were there. "Maison? Oh, I don't really kno-."

"Gotcha!" Adelaide exclaimed as she burst from the door and pushed Kid the ground and straddled his back, holding his pale wrists to the floor. "Apologize for calling me fat!"

"Who called you fat? I called you a glutton."

Everyone sighed. "I guess the only way we're going to find out is if we get Adelaide to have a public duel with someone. But who?" Maka said. Everyone instantly looked over the Kid, who was now free and safe because Adelaide had been called over to help Maison out of the garbage can he'd fallen into. "That girl likes to fight, huh?" Maka said conversationally.

Kid nodded nonchalantly. "She's always been that way. You get used to it. I'd like to beat her at something though."

"Betcha could beat her in a duel," Soul told him innocently.

"You guys can't trick me. You just want me to duel her so that you can see what kind of weapon Maison is."

They didn't even try to deny it. "Yep."

Kid sighed. "Fine. I've been meaning to challenge her for a while now anyway."

Adelaide and Death the Kid stood, staring at each other from across the field that Shinigami-sama had had installed when he got tired of having his front entryway get destroyed all the time. Adelaide smirked. "You sure about this, Death?" She asked.

Kid's face turned slightly red in anger, surprising the kids in the crowd. They'd never seen Kid this flustered unless it was over something asymmetrical. "Don't call me that!" He said, sounding both angry and pleading at the same time.

She shrugged. "Why not? I don't get why people call you Kid, anyway. You're Death the Kid. Shouldn't Death be short for it then? Do you think they called Billy the Kid just Kid? No, they called him Billy."

"Who?"

"Never mind, just get ready."

Kid narrowed his eyes at her and caught his twin guns as the sisters transformed. "Let's go." Adelaide smirked as she reached up to her sleeve and pulled as hard as she could, tearing off her sleeve in one quick yank. Kid raised a perfect eyebrow. "What are you doing?"

"Lookie, Death. I'm not symmetrical."

Kid's eyes turned red and his eyebrow started twitching. "A…a… asym… asymmetrical…."

"Adelaide!" Maison said smiling. "You ready?"

She nodded and held out her hand. Maison took it in his and transformed.

The crowd's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates.

"He's a…" Maka started. "A…"

"No way," Ox said in awe.

Soul rolled his eyes. "Should have known. We overestimated his coolness."

In Adelaide's hands was a long, black wooden baseball bat.